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The sounds of the TV were slowly drowning out over time, neither of them could hear the comedy-action film from the speakers. It was only their wet kisses and the occasional huffing both Dave and John could hear. Dave was already giving open mouth kisses to his boyfriend, making sure to go tongue first into John’s smaller mouth. John, of course, accepted all of the kisses from him. Whining with every other kiss, John felt his heart skip beats when Dave made the kiss deeper. God, John believed that Dave’s tongue was down his throat. Though, it’s his own imagination getting to him.
Dave hummed along John’s tongue as he licked it with his own. Soon, his strong, calloused hands began to wander down John’s tiny body. Pass his shirt and to his shorts. Dave began to tease his fingers along the elastic, almost asking for permission to slip his hand down there. John gave a pleasant whine as a response, granting him permission. John whimpered as Dave slipped his hand into John’s soft shorts. However, he was quickly met with disappointment. Of course… Dave didn’t go into his underwear, and it almost made John groan. Instead, Dave just rested his hand over John’s clothed cunt.
He wasn’t moving, or even teasing the black haired male… his hand just sat there. It didn’t move or twitch, Dave didn’t move a muscle. John knows why Dave is torturing him like this. It’s because John is a Goddamn virgin. Dave never took any steps further than grinding or just resting his hand over his genitals like a perverted old man. In fact, John would consider that as the worse option. He isn’t even teasing him, just resting. It’s like Dave is trying to pass as a pervert, or maybe that’s his goal? He wouldn’t know, Dave’s poker face is so much more well hidden with his shades.
Even with all of that, John still whimpers with Dave’s hand resting over his clothed cunt. It gives John the utmost satisfaction that his boyfriend can feel his cunt getting wetter and wetter over time. He knows it makes Dave go crazy. It’s hard to tell what he wants, but when he is desperate and needy like this… it’s quite easy. Dave’s mouth waters, his breaths become heavier, and Hell… he even growls a little against his lips. Dave… Dave wants to taste John’s soft cunt. Dave needs to swirl his giant tongue inside of his virgin pussy and claim it for himself. First with his tongue, then his fat Strider cock.
Dave began to pull his boyfriend closer to him, his other hand began to prod at John’s chest. It was only strokes with the occasional squeeze, but soon it’ll turn into groping. Dave gets so needy… and John wants nothing more than to indulge him. Strider isn’t one to grope John’s chest too much. It’s more of his waist, hips, and thighs he likes to grab at. Though Dave for this (former) movie date night, he’s already resting his strong hand over John’s clothed pussy. John smirked to himself, he knows that Dave is losing control now.
He only gets like this when he’s feeling needy for John. Dave is surprisingly touched-starved. So of course Dave is going to fondle John like a little toy for him to hold. Strider could feel his lover smirk against his lips when he pulled his tongue away. John instinctively swallowed the spit that they exchanged. His lewd smirk only grew by tasting Dave. A mumble escaped from the blonde’s lips, a very low one. John couldn’t make it out, but he knows that his poor, darling boyfriend is getting hornier.
John whimpered as he finally felt Dave’s middle finger twitch along his pussy. It wasn’t much, but fuck… Dave’s hand is huge. So calloused… and such a strong grip. He’s held John’s wrists before in a much more intense make-out session. Both of the wrists rested over his head as Dave held them down with one hand. He squeezed so hard that a beautiful purple formed around them. John was basically cumming in his pants at that moment, and Dave was too flustered and hungry to say anything.
“John…?” Dave spoke softly along his boyfriend’s cheek.
“Yes?” John almost sounded winded… but excited.
Dave swallowed before he spoke, he could feel Dave’s face heat up with every second. His Adam's apple bobbed just a little before letting out a small hot huff. He’s obviously worked up, it’s almost adorable. For Christ’s sake, Dave’s hand is still on John’s pussy. Of course John will be needy, pushy, and a tad bit bratty to get what he wants. John nipped at Dave’s earlobe playfully, to spark some attention from him. Dave shuddered but it seemed to snap him back. Nervously… he found the courage to speak, it felt like a lifetime that John waited.
“May I touch you?” Dave asked with shyness in his deep voice.
John grinned, “Touch me where?” His voice is so soft… and he purposely tried to sound innocent.
Dave groaned, “Fuck it, Egbert. I know you want it more than anything.”
Perhaps, his tone was a tad bit harsh but John quickly forgave him. Dave ripped off John’s shorts and underwear from his pale, tiny body. John gasped as his lover spread out John’s beautiful pink folds. Shit, John didn’t know it would be like this. His face was all red.
“Perfectly untouched… for me… and you’re even all bare for me. Fuck Babe, did you plan this?” Dave nearly moaned as his gropes became harder.
John whimpered in response, “It’s easier to manage?” He didn’t mean to sound unsure, but he really doesn’t know why he’s been shaving his pussy.
John could feel Dave’s growing smile on his neck. His lips almost pursed out, like he was trying to hold in a laugh. Wouldn’t it be a total mood killer to laugh? John pretended to not notice – even though he will tease him about this later. Though Dave continued on.
Dave’s thumb softly pressed against his lover’s small clit. John’s voice hitched as he practically rubbed himself on Dave’s hard cock. The tent in his pants was crazy big… John doesn’t even know he’s even seen him this hard. God, he must be dying in there. He tried his best to release Dave’s chastity lock but quickly, the Strider swatted him away. John frowned, he’s never seen Dave’s cock hard. Yes… he’s seen his dick more than one time on accident… but hard? Turned on and twitching for him? Oozing delicious pre-cum for John to lick up and worship? A hard cock fat in width and big enough to reach so deep in him? Never! John has never seen it.
Another whine escaped John’s lips, but it quickly turned into a moan. Both Dave’s middle and index fingers were circling around John’s pretty clit. The smaller man arched his back along Dave’s toned torso. A familiar hand in such an unfamiliar place… John’s vision is becoming hazy. He’s maturbated more than he could ever count, but feeling Dave’s fingers along his pussy? It’s a feeling to die for, it nearly felt like touching himself for the first time.
John became wetter by each second, his voice chasing a new high along that time. Moans and whimpers combining into one another. Dave – the damned pervert – even began to touch John’s chest under his shirt. His tiny, soft, round (barely) A-cup tit didn’t even fit in Dave’s giant hand. It made John quiver against his lover. Tears began to form in his eyes, his glasses began to fog. The world seems to stop around them. All noises from the outside didn’t even impact them. Nothing can get in the way of Dave’s hunger for John’s cunt. He found himself slightly growling along John’s neck.
He’s doing it again… in any other scenario; John would find himself cringing at that. However, Dave is basically trying to break John in half. He wants him to cum, he wants him to feel all hot and bothered, but most importantly… Dave wants to take John’s virginity.
A prize, it’s the perfect prize for him. John’s virginity… No one has ever been inside of him. It makes Dave grip onto his chest tighter. He wants to – no, he’s going to engrave his name on John’s pink, virgin cunt. His seed dripping from his slit as John lays under him completely dazed and fucked out of it. Maybe Dave could have even more fun and just shove it back inside of him. He can go for a handful of rounds… perhaps he’ll even leave a bump on his tummy from cumming inside of him so much. Not only will his name be engraved inside of John, and on his cunt… a bump on John’s tummy from Dave’s cum will be there. Dave wouldn’t even think about using condoms. He knows damn well John isn’t on birth control or anything like that. Dave knows John would want his semen dripping from him. John would probably be out of commission for a while. Though, probably still desperate enough to grind his newly claimed cunt along Dave’s thigh… begging for another breeding.
John’s whining and squirming dropped him back into the presence. John looked like he was about to pass out. He desperately tried to catch his breaths as his own dirty thoughts spilled from his lips. They were almost mumbly enough for Dave not to understand it, but luckily… Dave is ever so close to John. He can hear all of the filth pouring from that cute mouth of his.
“I want your cock in my throat… I wanna taste you… I want your cum on my tongue, I wanna feel you… Taste you… I need you… Your dick throbbing in my mouth, Dave…” John continued to blabber on and on about Dave’s fat cock violating his throat. He was almost impressed with how he didn’t hear earlier.
Dave bit at John’s neck before speaking, “You sure, Babe? If you’re acting like this with my fingers rubbing on your dick, I think we need to prep you.”
John let out a long and dispirited whine, “Nooo! I don’t need any prepping! I use my fingers all the time! Daaave!”
His whining went straight to Dave’s cock, it was (almost) hard for the man to reply, “Okay, let’s make a deal. If I can fit three fingers in your pussy without any lube, we won’t prep. Deal?”
John nodded furiously, “You’re going to lose, Dave.”
Dave gave a couple of more rubs to John’s clit before pressing his thumb right against it. After, Dave’s index finger began to slowly tease John’s dripping entrance. John squirmed with anticipation. His boyfriend is going to finger him… for the first time. God, he wished there was a camera.
John nearly screamed as Dave’s finger slid inside of him. He only made it halfway before John began to shake. His cunt tightened around Dave’s digit as he began to ease it in and out. He wasn’t even at the base of his finger, and John is already getting wetter and tighter around him. Hell, he’s going to have to fingerfuck John to fit two in him. Daringly, Dave slid his finger deeper in his lover. John began to see stars, incoherent words began to spill from the blabbering whore. Presumably, more and more dirty unfiltered thoughts.
John’s walls are quaking, they’re trying to milk Dave’s finger as if it was his fat dick. Fuck, it just made Dave want to pin down his boyfriend and fuck him into the couch without warning. But he can’t… but maybe… just maybe…
“FUCK!” John almost screamed.
A second finger was pushed inside of him. Dave isn’t a monster, he’s going to take it easy on John. Both of his fingers were only going half way in him! Perhaps, it’s the bare minimum for the Strider. Sometimes, his impulsiveness and slight selfishness leaves him wanting more than the other can give.
“Dave…!” John managed to whimper, “I’m gonna… I’m gonna cum!”
Dave slammed both fingers deep into him, “Cum for me, Baby. Make me eat my words. Maybe if you cum on my fingers, I could fit a third one in… and finally, you can taste my dick… make it real nice and wet so I can slide into your pussy. Mark you as mine…”
Dave isn’t one to talk like this… he feels drunk off of John. His voice, cunt, and even his soft skin against his… Dave is becoming dazed like John, the two of them are seeing stars.
John took Dave’s shades off of him, and placed them gently next to them. His eyes… his deep red vibrant eyes… they’re so focused on John feeling amazing. Dave could give less than two shits about his raging hard cock. John is the one that matters, John’s pleasure over his… he wants nothing more than John to cum.
“Fuck,” John whimpered, “I love you so much.”
“I love you, John.” Dave’s face flushed as he slammed harder, this is what did it for John. John squirted along Dave’s fingers… fuck… Dave forgot about how much he wanted to eat John out. This was a lovely reminder. His voice, the way he’s shaking, how his walls are shaking and tightening around him… it’s all such perfection. It’s like a fairytale, he got John to squirt. He feels like an addict finally getting the perfect hit from a pipe. High off of his confidence, and perhaps a bit dazed still.
John laid limp in Dave’s arms, shuddering on occasion. Of course, Dave did try his best to shove a third finger inside. Alas… it wouldn’t go in. John could feel the struggling from Dave, but he couldn’t take it anymore. John began to close his legs with teary eyes.
“Mnnn… you win… I accept defeat.” John kissed Dave’s jawline, “I guess we have to wait for the next time.”
Dave hummed as he pulled his fingers out, “You feel good, Babe?”
John nodded, “Yeah… I feel claimed.”
The TV continued to play their shitty action-comedy movie, but neither of them seemed to care. Their gaze never broke from each other. Their dazed expressions could leave them wondering on and on. John felt claimed, and that’s what really matters. However, the Strider’s cock couldn’t help but to twitch. The thought of John being fully claimed by his dick? Fuck, it made him feel giddy. John planted a very small peck on Dave’s cheek before resting his head on his shoulder. He refused to move off his lap, claiming his boner as a ‘throne’ of some sorts. Dave shifted to try and adjust himself, but it just made John whimper again.
“Dave fuck, be careful… you just rocked my world,” John chuckled a little, “That sounds a little stupid… doesn’t it?”
“No Babe, it’s fine. Kinda 90’s of you.” Dave teased.
“Fuck you.” John playfully pushed away Dave’s face.
Even after Dave ruthlessly fingered John’s cunt and their playful banter; it doesn’t feel claimed to him. John’s virginity will belong to him… it’s a prize… a prize worth waiting over.